Island (....birth of an idea)

The old bus was struggling its way through the crowded streets of no where... its the place where everyone wants to be these days .Ever since the discovery of this island in the middle of nowhere, people have been moving in ... Its not the scenic beauty (which it doesn’t have) or the historical heritage or the great economy (both of which it doesn’t have) that brings people here. The place was formed by the accumulation of all the junk in the ocean into one place because of the current. Even I cant believe that bull shit but it turns out that stuff like this is possible...

So here i am in an island whose foundations are based on the garbage that every other country has been pouring out for centuries. In a bus that is ready to die right now surrounded by people in the millions on an island with a maximum capacity of a million. Wondering why are we all attracted to Nowhere. Why do we all leave what we have known all our life to come here... No one comes to no where as a tourist. They come here leaving everything. I know there have been many man made islands made of garbage and other things like that. But why is it when everyone on those islands are miserable with their life.. why is it that they are drawn towards this island that doesn’t offer anything, nothing just the bare minimum... with the highest collection of poor in an area this size. Why?


Been running non-stop for 10 mins now.... since our fight. I came to nowhere because i thought this place was inaccessible... somewhere i wouldn't have to go through the monotony of everyday life. Been here for over a year now.... I smell like the island... they have bus here now... the only bus on the island for transport.. Wonder who would be using transport in the middle of nowhere.

There has been a constant flow of people since April last year when i came to the island... when i came her there were only 500 of us. It was like a community was been formed a chance new civilization.. Like the hippies, but the flow of people didn’t stop.... the people kept pouring in ... all of us where loosing the point in this island.. if all what we left kept following us here what is the point... but going back was impossible... everyone who comes here has burnt that bridge.

Its not the law or something but the journey here changes you permanently in ways that i cannot phantom. The idea of nowhere was the answer that set people free... at least what everyone believed. What you feel from there on doesn’t let you accept anything from your past